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The World Now

 

Is it just me who doesn't like the world Right now?

Where humanity has gone

To the lowest it can go.

No one wants to listen to others

No one wants to tell their bother.

Is that how insensitive we can go?

From a simple yes to an angry no.

Deep down, we are all lonely

We don't want to admit only.


Did our ancestors

Take away their patience with them? 

Little did they know,

It wouldn't be the same.

Busy for family

Busy for friends.

We do our jobs, and that's just how the Day ends.

We put up a smile on our face

But that's just on the surface.

 

Wherever I go, there are frustrated Sounds.

A genuine smile nowhere to be found.

In this world, there's so much hate.

There are much better things we can Create.

It's time for us

To think this through

To learn from the past

And make this world better and new.

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